Becky was someone else's. I began to cry for my family, for my dad and my sister…Mom said crying, “I cannot tell you who her biological father is,... because he's family and we broke up before I found out I was pregnant. He doesn't know he has another daughter. You're Becky’s true daddy.”Both were silent."I kneel down in front of you!" I sensed that my mom was kneeling down in front of my father and she said, “Ken I agree to the quick divorce, I won’t fight against our prenup, you’ll get your. I managed to avoid Valery until Wednesday."Hi, Tommy!" I turned around to see her bearing down on me. "When can you start posing for me?"Oh, shit. I'd been dreading this encounter. I wasn't sure why, but something about her offer to pose had me spooked. Like she had some ulterior motive."Ah, Valery, how much time is this going to take? I'm really busy. Between school and my photography I don't have much spare time." What? No time for dates snuck in there?" she said as she stuck her arm through. My mom is sucking aunt’s lips and pressing her ass. They both were doing noise and I was uncontrollable and I just lowered my pants and started pumping my pennies looking at whole scene. They both were sucking each other’s fat pussies. And talking dirty, latter they both got relaxed, I think both got climaxed and slept like that. Soon I rushed to my room and tried to do my work. Later that evening when I saw them it’s normal. Like this it happened for few days.After few days one of my. When Ron got his parole, after three years, I was up to two packs a day. Thankfully my few friends had many, paying friends. Tobacco for a day cost the same Ron once spent for blow in a week!At three years, I was still breastfeeding and masturbating. Patrick was the best sex toy I’ve ever owned. After picking up Ron in a borrowed car, I did have to cut down on my extra marital hook ups. Ron struggled to rebuild his business and ultimately gave up. He got lucky when one of his prison, ass.